87k: Justine Bateman / Terrance Trent D'arby
[ open on a ritzy party, evening ]
[ camera pans across the room of seemingly perfect people, until the focus falls upon a couple standing by the door ]
Linda: Promise we'll just stay five minutes..
Michael: Okay. But, look, Linda, these are my friends, I want you to talk to them.
Linda: I'm sure they don't want to talk to me.. come on, let's go..
Michael: Wait, wait, wait a minute.. why do you think they don't want to talk to you?
Linda: Because I'm just an art student, they're all twenty years older than me, much more accomplished, and I can tell they think I'm really stupid.
Michael: That's a ridiculous accusation!
Linda: I'm serious! I know they're all thinking I'm just Michael's silly little bimbo who thinks she's an artist.. they laugh at me.
Michael: Linda, no one thinks you're stupid, no one's laughing at you.
[ they start to walk through the party ]
Linda: The other night, I told your friend Henry that I really liked his Time cover story..
Linda: I remembered it as Newsweek.
Michael: Oh, Linda, look.. it seems like a huge mistake to you, other people don't even notice!
Linda: You think so?
Michael: Yes. And, besides, it's pretty egotistical of you to think that all these busy, successful people have the time to sit around discussing the shortcomings of a human being.
Linda: I guess.
Michael: Alright, come on.. look, look.. here's Roger and Cindy. [ they walk over ] Hey, Roger! Cindy! You remember Linda? [ they acknowledge her ] How's the research going?
Roger: Oh, I think we're this close to a cure. Very encouraging!
Michael: That is great!
Roger: [ grabs his coat ] Well, I'm sorry to rush. I'm on my way to the lab - it's a 20-hour day today, you understand..
Michael: Understood. Hey, good luck!
[ Michael and Linda walk off ]
Cindy: Roger, before you go.. can you believe how dumb she is?
Roger: [ laughs ] Whoo! Unbelievable! Just the ridiculous way she talks!
Cindy: Oh, I know.. and have you seen her paintings?
Roger: Nooo.. you have? Well, listen, I've got to hear about this! Come over here and tell me about it!
[ they move off to the side ]
[ camera zooms in to a couple standing at the bar ]
Henry: So, then she says to me, "I really enjoyed your cover story in Time last week." [ laughs ] Can you believe that?
Susan: I'm gonna tell you the truth - Ihave heard that story, it's a classic! Listen, I just got back from Tokyo last night, and I'm off to Munich tomorrow.. but Ican tell you what Iheard about her today..
Henry: [ clears his throat, seeing Michael approach with Linda ] So, I'm, uh.. afraid my, uh.. Op-Ed piece caused quite a bit of a stir..
Michael: Henry! Susan! Hi! You remember Linda?
Henry: Oh, yes.. of course.
Linda: You know, Henry, I did read your Op-Ed piece in, uh.. in the New York Times.. and you made a great point!
Henry: Yeah. Uh.. I think you mean the Washington Post.
Linda: Oh.. right.
Michael: Hey, congratulations on that Pulitzer. I'll see you next week?
Henry: Alright. [ Michael and Linda walk off ] You know, I've thought about it and thought about it.. and I'm still not sure I have her pegged yet. I mean, she's definitelty stupid and untalented, but isn't there also something.. sort of..
Kevin: [ pokes hid head in ] Are you talking about Michael's little bimbo?
Susan: What else?
Kevin: I've been out of the country for a while, I'm not competely up on her, so fill me in.
Henry: Alright, alright.. get this: I had a cover story in Newsweek..
Kevin: [ laughing ] Oh, the Newsweek thing! Bob Fed-exed me about that! It's hysterical, man!
Susan: Look, I've invited Michael and his silly little bimbo to dinner on Thursday night - I think it will be extremely entertaining!
Kevin: Oh, boy.. I'm under the gun this week, but, uh.. I'm not gonna miss this!
Susan: [ laughing ] Can you believe what she's wearing?
Henry: Oh, please.. that's a completely complete and separate topic. Listen, I've gotta get back to the office, I've got a big deadline to meet.. but I'm gonna think about Linda a little further, and I should have some thoughts on her a little later. Why don't you call me?
[ camera shifts to Michael and Linda at the door, as they preapre to leave the party ]
Michael: Now, that wasn't so bad, was it?
Linda: I guess not, but I still don't think your friends really like me..
Michael: Well, Miss Paranoid, for your information, Susan invited us to a dinner party. And don't think she invited you as a joke!
[ they exit the party ]
Cindy: [ stands in the center of the room and taps a fork on the side of her wine glass ] Okay, everybody, Michael just left with her - who wants to go first?
[ everyone in the room quickly raise their hands, eager to tell their amusing anecdotes about Linda ]
[ fade to black ]